Remarrying A Perfect New Husband Novels & Stories

Until she spoke again, “Let’s get back together, continue dating, and if you want to remarry, I’m okay with that too.” If later he found her boring or got tired of her, he could take the initiative to ask for a divorce and hold the upper hand, so he wouldn’t cling to her so stubbornly. “Are you serious?” Caleb couldn’t hide his excitement and grabbed her hand. “We can remarry?” Whitney nodded. “Yes.” “But I’m going to Jisaston, I don’t know if we can process the remarriage there.” Caleb would find a way. He might not even have to go to Jisaston.

But now, he was bringing it up as if it wasn’t over. “I thought we were settled on the way we got married. I mean, on the basis of a contract. You said yourself that if we fell in love with each other, then the contract didn’t apply, right?” He nodded and took my hand. “But I’m sure you want to get married like any other couple, right? I mean—when your marriage failed with him, you wouldn’t want it to fail the second time, right?” My eyes glazed over as I had to recall how my previous relationship had really hurt me by betraying me. Now... he really treated me well and really spoiled me. I never thought I would get a man as perfect as him.

They were the perfect couple, in love and innocent, as if the bastard didn’t push me down a bridge and leave me to drown to my death a year ago. “I do.” My husband’s voice was laced with excitement. That was the same way he looked when we’d exchanged vows at our wedding. He was on cloud nine that day. He couldn’t shut up about how happy he was to be getting married to the love of his life. Yet here he was, repeating the same process with another woman in the same dress I walked down the aisle in just months after my ‘death’. “Before I join these two in holy matrimony,” the priest continued. “Is there any person in this audience who thinks they should not be married? Speak now or forever hold

“I can’t promise you love and affection, Rachel, but I promise to make up for what you’ve lost with your past marriage. I will try my best to be the best husband you could wish for. I will burn the world for you; all you need to do is ask, and it shall be done… and Aria? She’s not as tough as you think; she just needs some time to warm up.” I pulled my hands away, turning my back on him, my eyes stinging with tears; I bit my lips, fighting them back. I wasn’t sure about this. I got my heart broken once, and I don’t know if I could handle it again. But Darius wasn’t promising love and affection; this was only a business deal with no strings attached. And if there is anything I want to do so b

She also loudly vowed to me, "I, Anna Fulton, will love only you in this life. I will only ever be good to you alone. I hope you will take care of me for a lifetime." Back then, how could I have ever imagined that her "lifetime" would last merely a few short years? Before we got married, I did know she had a childhood sweetheart. But at that time, she told me Josh had settled abroad and probably would never come back. Besides, she also said she only ever saw him as a neighbor she grew up with. Who would have guessed that Josh would suddenly return to the country shortly after our wedding, and with Anna's help, even become my colleague? Meanwhile, she herself had started to "forget" the way h

He wanted to calm down and consummate the marriage after getting to know her well. With this chance of rebirth, he insisted on choosing me despite the accusation of being ungrateful. During the first few days of our marriage, he did not touch me because he was afraid of sacrificing, and I would have difficulties remarrying if I got pregnant. I hugged him tightly and called him a fool. The next day, Flora arrived early, accompanied by Elaine. She arrogantly walked in front and shouted as soon as she entered, "Sally, come out! I want my husband back!"

But no matter how much she doted on him, she couldn't allow Luke's reckless impulses to run unchecked when it came to the Hudson Group. Katie's face turned ashen as she pulled up a photo from yesterday's wedding on her phone. It showed Kayla and Lucian locked in a kiss. "Luke, wake up. Kayla is already married to Lucian. She doesn't want you anymore. Why are you still worrying about her reputation? Do you realize that even if you handed the entire Hudson family to her, she would never come back to you?" Luke's face was etched with endless pain and regret, yet he gritted his teeth and spoke.

“You are not boring. Who said that?” “I have grown kids.” He turned up the music then walked over putting his hands on her waist and swayed with her. “I want us to get married.” She took a deep breath. “David-“ “I know the first time I failed. But this time? This time I promise I will get it right. You are the only woman I have ever truly loved. I thank God every day for bringing you back. Not that I enjoyed hurting your husband, but having you feels like a dream.”

After divorcing my unfaithful husband, Yale Gibson, I end up completely miserable. So when we remarry, I become the perfect wife he always wanted. When rumors swirl about him and Willow Leeds, I step forward to clear his name. When Willow falsely accuses me, he turns a blind eye while I immediately take the blame and apologize. Even when I'm set up and brought to the police station, I refuse to call him to bail me out. I simply tell the officers I have no family, letting them lock me up for an entire week. Seven days later, the heavy gates of the police station clang open at dusk. A sleek black Cullinan screeches to a halt right in front of me. Yale strides over, his brow furrowed sligh

I hung up without a word and went straight for the block button on the new number, fingers shaking just enough to make me curse under my breath. Didn’t even get the chance. His texts slid in first, bright and arrogant on the screen: About that question you asked last time I showed up. I’ve got a new answer. Yeah. I want us to remarry. I stared at the screen as if it had grown teeth. Blinked hard. The words didn’t budge. My mouth fell open on its own. Jaxen had lost his damn mind. He wanted to remarry me? The ex he couldn’t wait to get rid of?